
*gains winter weight for “insulation”
*is now fat and cold
Why must the weapons in Clue be so mundane? It’s an imaginary murder. Why not a teapot full of bees, a laser gun, a poem so beautiful it kills?
*gains winter weight for “insulation”
*is now fat and cold
The sun is a star. So technically it’s night all the time.
ME: This is my newborn, straight from the hospital.
OTHER PARENT: You’re parenting wrong.
Me: i’ll have a beer
Bartender: ok it’s on the house buddy
Me:*grabbing him by collar* then get it down, i’m not climbing up there again
If you’re in a revolving door with me, know that I’m only pretending to push.
Me: I need to lose some weight.
Fries: Let’s do it together.
I’ve been putting my sunglasses on and walking away from things in slow motion all day, nothing has exploded yet.
I put the ‘fun’ in functional alcoholic.
Dating tip: if you want a girl to hold you tight, start pushing her off a cliff.
Women are scary.
Take me, for example…I said goodnight to a guy, weeks ago, and he’s so afraid to say the wrong thing, he STILL hasn’t replied.